Go home and hide.

Naruto panicked. He sealed everything into a sealing scroll and hightailed it back to his apartment, avoiding anyone he knew on the way. As soon as he got inside he locked the door, closed the blinds, and drew the curtains. The genin walked into his room and turned on a light. Naruto looked around his bedroom. A single bed and nightstand. A closet with a full body mirror hanging from it. He sighed and walked over to his bed before taking out the sealing scroll and unsealing everything. The Anko suit, along with her clothes, followed by the air tank that had started all of this. Naruto laid all of this on his bed before starting to pace. He didn't know what to do! Was Anko dead?! Could he fix her by just...putting the air back into the suit? The blonde turned and looked at the air tank and the Anko suit.

He had just started towards it when he got a vision of Anko sipping tea next to a fireplace with his head and rear mounted above it. He stopped. If he was going to fix her, he would need to tell Baa-chan or someone else first. The blonde bit his lip. There were sure to be consequences for this! It was very possible that one of the best kunoichi in the village was now dead because of his negligence! The blonde looked towards the wrinkled rubber suit that he knew to be...a comrade? For sure not a friend. A kindred spirit? Naruto nodded.

Anko was a kindred spirit. Fun loving and happy, yet deadly serious when needed. She was a pariah by choice in the village, cutting herself off from everyone around her by living in the dreaded Training Ground Forty-Four. She wasn't bothered by solitude. Anko embraced it like a dear friend. Naruto envied her that. To be able to be completely alone even in the middle of a crowd and still walk with a genuine grin. He wished he could do that. A stray thought strolled through his mind.

'I could do that. If the tank could do this, then it could also do the other thing it mentioned...'

If the instructions weren't lying. He could wear that suit now. Naruto shook it off. That would be wrong. It would be a violation of Anko in every way.

'She wouldn't have to know...'

But he would know. The guilt would eat him alive and if her were to be discovered...

'Discovered doing what? Walking around in Anko's skin using a weird ass air tank that just appeared out of thin air?'

There was no chance he'd be discovered...no...it didn't matter because he wasn't doing it. Naruto's mind betrayed him. He pictured himself strutting around the village, completely unbothered by whispers or stares. No more prices getting jacked up on him...no more glares. He sat on the bed. The blonde looked at the suit laying next to him and then jerked his head away towards the door. No. It wasn't happening. One last teasing thought pulled him over the edge.

'You know you want to...'

Naruto bit his lip for a moment before licking his lips and reaching for the suit.